I realized that this is the happiest I have ever been. We got to her house that all dominatrixes were distributed after leaving there parents house an...d ushered me inside. There were 3 rooms. The kitchen, her room, and my room/play room. At my old house, there was a kitchen, my parents master room, the room were they played with each other, and my room. I assumed our house would also be upgraded if my dominatrix decided we would have a kid. My parents taught me about this a few years back when. “Yeah, this is fucking hot, man! I badly want Charles to fuck me like that! I also want a turn with Mr. Hugo! Of course, I started this class because I like shop, but damn if I don’t also like that kind of wood!” another dude yelled out.“I knew it! You’re gay, aren’t you, Swift?” a third student shouted.“God, yes, I’m fucking gay and you’re at least bi! I’ve seen you checking me out in the showers. Well, joke’s on you! I’ve been checking you out, too!” Swift taunted him.“Do it. Fuck each other. Deanna waited until it had slammed shut before she burst out laughing.Sharon waved her inside."That's the third time in as many weeks," Sharon noted. Deanna was stilllaughing, but the harsh tone in her voice pulled Deanna up short. "Yourmother doesn't know you get out of school early and do this, does she?"Sharon knew that Deanna had a weekly appointment for an allergy shotthat got her out of school an hour early. It was enough time for her toget the shot, come home and change, usually into her. “Aww, you look hot Frank” she said as she approached me, sweat was running down my brow, “Maybe we should take off your shirt” she said smiling, I was powerless to resist as she tugged away at my polo shirt pulling it over my head.“Please!” I protested as she run her fingers across my chest, through the hairs and touching my nipples,“Mmm” she sighed as she tweaked my nipples with her fingers, she run her fingers down my belly to the waistband of my shorts, “NO” I protested again, she reminded.